gavinodooley:

(a very drunk) Michael: I could have uh, twins or triplets, or god, maybe like octobabies.
Miles: If there truley is no god you’ll have eight children.
Jack: By octobaby he means a baby with eight arms.
Michael: Yeah eight arms jack knows whats up. Just one baby with eight arms, he could do so many chores at once. You give em an allowance and like, they take out the trash they do the dishes and they vacuum all at once. 
Miles: It’s truly incredible, life is incredible.
Michael: Incredible.